“I have you. Just let me see?” Carver tries, motioning Bossie closer. After a moment, he pulls his gloves off. Left, then right. If he takes his gloves off, then it’ll be okay for Bossie to mirror him.

Patterns build. Gestures matter.

“Pope’s not here. I just wanna check you, okay?”

God, he prays, please, God, don’t let him remember.